"Woo-"

At 10:30, at Pier 4, at the gate of Puhai Yacht Club, three black Mercedes Benz drove in.

The car drove into the parking lot that was not open to the public, the door opened, and then five or six uniformed men and women emerged. They were instinctively guarded by gun bags.

Finally, Ma Feihua opened the door and walked out.

At this time, Ma Feihua did not wear a uniform, but a black suit, shirt, skirt, and bare legs, showing the charm of a girl.

"Chief Ma!"

When Ma Feihua looked around at the surrounding situation, a sharp-mouthed man ran off the yacht club and shouted respectfully:

"You came."

Ma Feihua obviously came to this place often, and while walking towards the main building of the yacht club, she said to the sharp-mouthed man:

"How about the hostages?"

"I just woke up, my mind is not very clear, but my body is fine."

The sharp-mouthed man was very respectful: "We also checked his body and cell phone carefully, and found no trackers or locators."

"So he is a little lamb now, let us bleed and kill."

Hearing what the sharp-mouthed man said, Ma Feihua's eyes flashed a smile, and then she took a piece of white gauze and put it on her face: "That's good."

"After Ye Tianlong is dead, we can start planning."

The sharp-mouthed man smiled: "Chief Ma, in fact, I don't understand, why let Ye Tianlong hang up? Let's toss Zhehua again?"

Ma Feihua faintly said: "Before eating Tang Monk meat, he usually kills Monkey King first."

The sharp-mouthed man replied noncommitantly: "Ye Tianlong is only one, why should he be so close to the enemy? He is tens of thousands of miles away from Monkey King."

"Xue Bao had your thoughts, so he was beaten by him."

Ma Feihua reprimanded unceremoniously: "Lin Sanbao is probably in your same psychology, so the King's Landing Villa was bloodbathed."

The sharp-mouthed man looked shocked: "What? The King's Landing Villa was washed in blood?"

"Ye Tianlong visited Junlin Villa last night and stayed there for one night. This morning he came out to play golf with me again."

Ma Feihua sneered: "You said, how many Xue family members are still alive on Junlin One?"

The sharp-mouthed man was full of pity: "Chief Ma knows that Ye Tianlong has committed a crime and should take the opportunity to send heavy soldiers to surround him, and then shoot him in the name of the law."

"Absurd, Ye Tianlong is an 8-rank master, bullets do not do much to him."

Ma Feihua thought very thoughtfully: "Besides, King's Landing No. 1 is backed by the mountains and the sea. Ye Tianlong has too many gaps and ran away.

"Once he runs away, I don't need to sleep peacefully in my life."

There is a touch of pride in her eyes: "So it's better to use a better method."

The sharp-mouthed man gave a thumbs up and praised: "The Chief Ma is the Chief Ma, and he is worthy of the future national pillar."

"This time, if you can successfully kill Ye Tianlong and exchange Zhehua's blood for General Wengsha, you will be the biggest hero of the Chu family."

He described the blueprint for the future: "The Patriarch will also give you more resources. If this goes on, you will be able to run for power in three years."

"This is the future, let's fix what's ahead."

A smile flashed across Ma Feihua's face, and then she recovered calmly: "General Wengsha's condition can't be delayed any longer, and if it is delayed, he will die."

"We finally got his blood infection, but we didn't expect his blood type to be so rare. After searching for two months, we couldn't find a suitable one."

There is a touch of rejoicing in her words: "If you don't come across by mistake, General Wengsha will be a waste of this good move."

"Chief Ma is more worried."

The sharp-mouthed man laughed: "Lu Deaf said that Chu's Grand Canal this year, so even the most thrilling situation can be turned away."

Ma Feihua nodded gently, walked through the yacht club hall, and walked into the stairs at the end: "Is the Westwind ready?"

"Chief Ma, rest assured, everything is arranged properly."

The sharp-mouthed man looked confident: "As long as Ye Tianlong and the others show up, then all go to see God."

Ma Feihua took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and the corner of her mouth curled up: "Ye Tianlong and the others will definitely show up. They have already arrived at the dock."

"You let the cargo ship drive slowly, lest it gets too close to Yanshan Island, Ye Tianlong dare not approach it."

The sharp-mouthed man nodded: "Understood."

He quickly made a phone call, and then took Ma Feihua upstairs to a door guarded by four people, and asked Ma Feihua to open the door.

Ma Feihua stepped into the room, and a gust of air flowed in, not only making the curtains move, but also causing a person by the window to turn around.

Ma Feihua smiled softly, her gaze swept softly, and when she landed on the man's face by the window, she couldn't help but pause.

The upper body that was taller than the javelin, the eyes colder than the blade, Zhehua, who had little strength, stood there so proudly.

Although his expression was exhausted, there was no trace of discouragement or fear on his face.

As if the dream of a long-term dust was awakened, Ma Feihua took a deep look at Zhehua.

The appreciation in her eyes became more and more unconcealable, this young man stood there with an extraordinary manner.

She has read all the living beings and has seen countless men, so Zhehua's handsome appearance did not confuse her too much.

This kind of external appearance is no longer what she sees.

But the kind that Zhehua revealed, the deep temperament of a noble prince, and the unrestrained courage unique to young people, made her feel unstoppable.

"What a gloomy kid who makes people love."

Ma Fei Tweed muttered to herself: "It's not inferior to Ye Tianlong."

At this age, Zhehua is completely fresh, and still very stylish.

Ma Feihua couldn't wait to eat him in one bite at a time, so she waved to let the sharp-mouthed guys go out, and she wanted to talk to Zhehua in detail.

The sharp-mouthed man smiled, no surprise, and quickly left with someone.

Zhehua looked at Ma Feihua and faintly said, "You can speak up what you want to kidnap me, but you must never hurt half of Yun Duo's hair."

"Still an infatuated boyfriend."

Ma Feihua's smile became brighter, and she slowly stepped forward to look at Zhehua and smiled: "It's okay to let your woman go, as long as you obediently cooperate with us."

Zhehua said coldly, "What do you want me to cooperate with?"

Ma Feihua threw it over with an extremely soft look, and said with a soft and dripping tone: "Little brother, is my sister good-looking?"

She gently unbuttoned a button, and proudly for a while, she was about to undress.

The corners of Zhehua's mouth moved, keeping his sense: "Go straight."

"It's very simple, be my person and listen to me. In this way, I will let your woman go and let you live."

While talking, Ma Feihua stretched out her hand to caress Zhehua's chest, and acted like a spoiled wife to her husband, giving people a kind of affectionate money.

Zhehua's voice is still cold: "As long as Yunduo is fine, I will cooperate with you."

Ma Feihua's eyes showed an expression of appreciation. For some reason, the expression of this young man inadvertently moved her.

"Okay, take off your clothes."

Ma Feihua burst into a smile, and her voice came out softly: "Don't worry, my sister will be very gentle to you."

In order to make Zhehua completely obedient, Ma Feihua felt that it would be best for him to surrender to his skirt, as this would save a lot of trouble and confrontation.

In the future, it will be easier to exchange blood and hold the emperor's weight.

"My sister will definitely let you enjoy something you never had before."

Ma Feihua smiled with a guarantee of amorous feelings: "It definitely makes you feel that death is worth it."

"Stab!" Zhehua didn't hesitate, tearing off his coat with an indifferent expression, and the buttons fell to the ground...